it flew and passed by as i am obstacle,

actually it got deviated by the field developed by the sleep of mind;

i tried and tried to absorb it but the sleep absorbed me;

the slides passed and passed,

every time i woke up from sleep i found him chanting something

as if he wants to remove my sleep;

but sleep was also determined;

fuck this fucking mechanical full of slides,

nothing is to be done and a lot to be learned;

i am waiting from the day one of this semester to see the

end of the slides of this course but every time it seems as if

it started now;

hope it will end someday giving me a lot of memories

of dreams which i have seen in classroom;

i counted and counted the slides and end up seeing

my tic tic....;

the raise of voice wake me up,

but he asked for few more minutes;

the friends supported and screamed "SIRRRR.......",

but he was in mood to drill us hard;

suddenly god made him realized about our situation

and finally he called the most awaiting sentence,

"count your numbers"

and i shouted for the first time without sluggishness

"701".!!